Monthly Archives: September 2015

little blue ridding hood

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Once upon a time… there was a little boy who lived in a small house in the bush with his dad. One day I went to go and see Grandpa. I asked dad if I could go, Dad said ” Yes but be back soon.”

I headed of with my motorbike and my backpack. In my backpack were some cookies for Grandpa, I was wearing a blue bikie jacket. On the way I saw a wild dog and it chased me all the way to Grandpa’s tent. Then I called my bikie gang to the rescue. They got there in a jiffy then they beat him down with a single ‘BANG!’

He flew up to pet heaven and then his ghost started to chase me again. I quickly rode home with the gangand had some cookies and a drink. The gang went home and I lived happily ever after with my dad.



Australia

Blue is you
you are pretty
Beaches,lakes
all and everything
plants and oceans
all the same
butterflys,spiders
all kind of things
Tigers,horses
are so beutiful
shops houses
look a bit alike
lollies and chicken are yum
because they’re Australian



SUPERNATRAL

54321 BOM a gun shot thats just supernatral isnt it yeah it is said the man at the door who are you noone the man said in a grummpy voice WHO ARE YOU I said if you come out I will tell you ok im comming I hide as im comming towards him and he is a clown he has blood on hes nose so I run but didnt make it into my room BOM ouch I scream THE END



Term 3 reflection

This term I have done lots of work on on my daily5. Because I try not to get distracted by others in the classroom and I also try not to distract others. I have been working on my fractured fairytales. I think that I needed to get more done because I started to get puppets done then I stopped the puppets. I got nothing done apart from a sheet of paper that I copied from the story. I think that I have been amazing in class because when I was at white hills and spring gully I was not happy so I think that this is a better school. I also try to do my reading with out talking and looking around the room. I do sit next to my friend’s sometimes but I think they dont get me distracted. I also did my once thing and I was happy with the piece of work I did because I tried to fit as much as I could and I got lots done.THE END OF MY TERM 3 REFLECTION